Horny northerners

We were tired from the drive down but excited, all of us eager to taste the hidden pleasures of this beachside city. He was sitting at the tiki bar when we came down, the bar that sat near the pool, the bar that looked out over the multitudes that continually flowed in a colorful parade along Ocean Drive.Just as we went to sit down at a table on the patio we heard his deep, friendly laugh and for seconds we all watched him openmouthed as he sat talking to a little, well tanned blond (apparently our barmaid) across the bar.I went to private school, was coddled..only c***d...maids and the like... It happened in my senior year of high school, an innocent eighteen year old bloodied by some boy from the University of Alabama (and me a girl from an Auburn family! I had a couple of other boys the summer between high school and college, and then one other during initiation week before Kent found me. Have a week of fun but then be able to leave it behind when we went home.

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And that's why I was in Miami with my best friends. We checked in to our efficiency on the third floor of the 'Clevelander', a large room facing out across Ocean Drive to the beach beyond.Two double beds, a cot, a couch, dresser, table/chairs, kitchenette, TV with 47 channels, and of course the view – all for only 63.00 for the week.I could feel the excitement of Ellie and Crystal behind me as Mandy slowed her red A-6, as engrossed by the passing scenery as the rest of us."There it is!" Ellie screamed in my ear, her arm pointing over my shoulder to a hotel just ahead.Asians sure, but....niggers.""We don't use that word anymore Amanda," I corrected knowing immediately that somehow I was going to end up in this god's bed. And we had discussed it in the weeks leading up to this trip. Oh, it's not the forties or fifties, no one talks much anymore about the clan, the Auburn Tigers football team is more black than white, hell blacks are on the Birmington city council... Unsaid but understood truths were ingrained in every girl who went to my private school...a black boyfriend? We watched him for a while, had a couple of drinks, some food, talked with a bunch of k**s who were just finishing their spring break, learned what bar was hot, etcetera.

The four of us were in bed by midnight, high, but not drunk, excited, happy, all of us somehow knowing this was going to be a special week.Our bass fishing and football tailgating boyfriends, our sorority... So we'd decided to go to South Beach for spring break! Ellie May, short, 5' 3", thin, dirty blond hair, surprisingly big tits, shaven pussy, crazy, horny, nice, who on the drive down had promised to find, 'two hot young Latinos and fuck their brains out - guaranteed'...Crystal, our red neck joker, 5' 7", her rich black curls cut short around her head, always talking sex, small breasts with fat nipples, thick, black pubic triangle, her big dark eyes always seeing amusement, making us laugh... Rebecca de Scouries, Becky to most, raised just outside of Tuscaloosa, another farm girl...but, like Mandy, I'd grown up on more a gentleman's farm, both our Daddies had money, influence...Ellie wasn't in the room when we returned, the only evidence of her passing the rumpled sheets on both beds and a lipstick message written on the bureau mirror, 'I'll be back tomorrow...yummmmmy.'The three of us ended up at 'Crobar' that night, a hot, 'in' local club that was filled to its rafters with horny college k**s.Mandy, tired, left early and Crystal and I ended up drunk in Dartmouth South, a wing of our hotel populated by boys from that august school and unofficially renamed in its honor.Crowds of students were everywhere, milling around, talking, drinking; all of us checking out the bods on display everywhere you looked.